Friday, June 21, 2013

Five Minute Friday: Rhythm



I remember the feeling of tapping my foot. Tap. Tap. Tap. Seven-year-old small me sitting in the middle of the big sanctuary stage at my first trumpet recital, trying to find the rhythm, the beat. I must have tapped my black patent leather shoe twenty times before I took the biggest breath my little lungs could hold and blew the first note of Hot Cross Buns.

It’s been 24 years, but sometimes I still feel like that little girl with the crimped hair and missing front teeth, desperately trying to find the rhythm. To know for certain that my feet, my fingers, my heart, my life are centered on the right beat before I make my first move.

But unfortunately three crazy little boys are not the patient audience that attended my inaugural recital. I don’t have time each morning to wait until I feel perfectly prepared before playing my mother song. If I waited, I’d probably be tapping for a long, loooong time.

So I’m learning to find my rhythm in Christ. Learning to listen, desiring to synchronize my steps with the Spirit and trust that as I follow God I will play well the song story He has written just for me. 


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Amber said...

Great post Becky! I can see you in my head tapping your foot as a little made me smile. I have three crazy boys myself and a crazy little girl and I hear ya when it comes having time to prepare. I am lucky to have time to take a sip of my coffee before the chaos begins but I love it. As much as it drives me insane I still love it. I cherish every moment that God gives me because there is too many people that don't have that luxury. We just gotta go with the flow of the rhythm that God has blessed us with. I hope you have a very blessed weekend!


Mia De Vries said...

Dear Becky
Oh, dear one, with three small boys you don't even have enough time just to think; never mind finding your rhythm! But, our Lord walks with us even when our lives are totally out of sync!
Much love XX

Angie said...

Oh...loved this! I have three boys too! And I totally remember the way I felt when I finally held my recorder in grade school. Isn't it funny how certain things stand out? I desire His story to synchronize my steps as well. Thank you for this lovely post.